Monday, March 21, 2011

Cry Day

Dear Father,

Today seems to be a cry day.
I sit here in awe of who you are.
Your mighty works,
Your wonderous deeds,
Your faithful comfort,
Your provision for needs.

You alone are the One I praise.
From the depths of my soul,
To the ancient of days.
I am steadfast in Your will,
Guiding my hands and feet,
Even when I am still.

Your name, Jesus, I call on at night.
When I hear scary footsteps,
Creeping down the hall,
I cry out to you,
For you are my All in All.

Tears of sadness,
Tears of grace,
Tears flowing down,
My childlike face.

It's you on whom I depend.
It's you on whom I call.
It's you I want to please with my life.
For you gave up everything,
For the sake of us all!